entry 71:
i remember that day when i learned to read. i saw mark's name on the gravestone. i've always asked what had happened to mark (my other father). wallter just said he was out on a business trip, and i've just always believed that. i honestly don't know how i fell for that lie, but then again, i was like...three when mark died? it only makes sense for me to be so gullible at that age.
as of today, pest is now free from jail. he doesn't deserve to be free. he killed my other father. wallter changed because of you, pest. he's become an asshole to me now and thinks anything i deal with mentally isn't bad because apparently "he's been through way worse". wallter acts as if it's my fault mark is dead, and that's because you broke him.
i'll get you someday, pest. don't expect me to be all nice and easy on you.
YOU ARE READING
Flowers- A WallMark fanfic
RomanceTrapped in a triangle...you love one for...well, love... . The other you feel lust for. You promised not to leave him. You made a promise. Was that not anything to you? Throw that shit away like that? He trusted you. And what did you do? ......... ...
